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It’s been a long time since I’ve posted but has anyone heard from @allxdifferent (Lane)? It’s been a couple years and I wish I could still get in touch.
Thinking about maybe reviving this blog one day. Lots of memories on it and I miss Izzy. But life’s difficult right now so we’ll see!
I really did mean to revive this blog after my trip and I got a new laptop but I’ve been swamped with starting school and a bunch of other personal and community projects I’ve taken on. Not to mention, I miss @allxdifferent and our literal dozen of threads.
There’s a very good chance I will be back and active. I don’t want to abandon Izzy or this blog. But for now I gotta focus on a lot of the real life stuff, especially this new college program, since I worked really hard to get in at the last minute.
Not much else to say right now except don’t forget to be kind to one another!
I just had minor surgery on my foot and I currently can't feel part of it. So that's fun.
Also, I really do intend to come back soon. Ever since I got back from my trip, I've been trying to set up college applications for the fall, summer classes to meet admission requirements, financial aid, and now this surgery. So I've been all over the place, except for Tumblr.
Izzy and I miss you all and I will be back as soon as I have a bit of time to think and wrap my head around RP again.
Internal Injury Starters
“I really don’t think your skin is meant to turn that shade of blue…”
“You’re running a fever, we need to get you help.”
“That’s not a bump… that’s a broken bone.”
“Something bit me and… this isn’t good.”
“What did you eat? When? We need to know to make this better!”
“Just because you aren’t bleeding, doesn’t mean you aren’t hurt!”
“I hate to admit it, but I don’t think I can walk.”
“I can’t feel part of my arm… it’s numb.”
“There isn’t blood, I’m fine.”
“Breathing hurts… it really hurts…”
“Well that’s definitely dislocated.”
“Can you just pop it back in? Yes I’ll be in pain but that just means it worked.”
“Lay down. I’m serious, you can’t stand and it’s not from drinking.”
“Make the room stop spinning and my head stop being in pain.”
“I don’t think I should have eaten that…”
“That is definitely swollen.”
“No, I will get you some ice for that. You say sat down.”
“That’s a limp, and the line I draw. I’m carrying you.”
“You don’t have to… I can… fine, I’m not gonna win this argument.”
“My leg won’t move properly, I only feel prickling numbness.”
“This tightness in my chest won’t go away.”
“Something feels out of place. I can’t tell where.”
“Just because it’s okay on the outside, does not mean it’s okay on the inside!”
“That is not a normal skin colour. What happened?”
“I swear this is why I started carrying oddly specific medicines on me…”
Make me choose | Thirteen or Allison Cameron
So I’m back from the UK but I’m having a bit of trouble getting back into the swing of things here. I’m trying out a new medication, working on getting back into college for the fall, and I’ve just generally been away for long enough that my drafts no longer feel so urgent. I’ll be back, I’ve just gotta find the brainspace for it.
holiday hiatus.
hi everyone !! so I haven’t really been online much in the past week anyway because I’ve been doing a lot of last minute chores and packing and really just getting things in order for my vacation! from JUNE 8-18, I will be in ENGLAND visiting friends. so if I’m not responding to replies or IMs, that’s because I will a) not be bringing my laptop and b) will likely have limited access to tumblr even on mobile. obviously replies will be on hold until I’m back and maybe even for a few days afterwards, depending on how jet-lagged I am.
if you do see me reply to anything while I’m away, it’s because there is one night I might be able to snag my friend’s laptop while she’s out at a graduation party and I get the evening to just chill out by myself. I will most likely be very tired and if I don’t get to you until I’m back, please be patient !!
anyway, I just wanted to let you all know and have a great week !!
For every ✔ my muse gets, they’ll explain how they got one of their scars.
“She was captivating and destructive in the most beautiful way. She the kind of storm people loved to watch pass by.”
— the one that passed by (via graceelizabethpoems)
- ; phrases that really hit you where it hurts
“ did you really have to be that honest? ” “ every time i see you i just feel more alone. ” “ you changed me. ” “ was this all just a joke to you? ” “ i don’t want to know. ” “ can we start over? ” “ you make me feel so insecure. ” “ i don’t know if i can love you. ” “ every time i wake up i’m reaching for you … but you’re never there. ” “ of course it meant something! ” “ stop yelling! ” “ i gave up on you a long time ago. ” “ you think i care about you? cute. ” “ did you just forget about me or something? ” “ i still need you. ” “ i wanna say that there’s still hope but sometimes things just don’t go your way. ” “ you said you would keep trying! ” “ no, you ARE strong. ” “ you promised me! ” “ fine. you’ll never see me again, okay? ” “ i gave you everything i had. ” “ your eyes can be so cruel … ” “ i can never do anything right can i !? ” “ i want my life back. ” “ stop crying. ” “ you should go. ” “ don’t come back. ” “ does hurting me make you feel good or something? ” “ just stop it. ” “ i was never in love with you now leave me alone! ”
send me 👌 if your muse would bang mine
hurt sentence starters blood, broken bone mention.
“you’re going to have a bruise.”
“it won’t heal if you keep picking at it.”
“you were out for a few days. how are you feeling?”
“absolutely not. you’ll pop your stitches.”
“take it easy. you’re in rough shape.”
“those pain meds knocked you out.”
“where’d you get that bloody nose?”
“make a fist for me.”
“where does it hurt?”
“ow, ow, ow.”
“that’s going to need stitches.”
“shit, that hurts.”
“is it broken?”
“keep ice on it.”
“ouch!”
“i can’t even look. is it bad? wait, don’t tell me.”
“you shouldn’t be walking around right now.”
“how am i supposed to sleep with all these bandages?”
“stay in bed and let me look after you.”
“there, you’re all patched up.”
“let me help you to your room.”
“how many fingers am i holding up?”
“take your time. slow, slow. you’re doing great.”
“you could have a concussion. ”
“i’m okay. you can stop hovering.”
“you’re lucky. you could have gotten seriously hurt.”
“how exactly did you manage to give yourself a black eye?”
I really want some more sibling plots. Estranged siblings that are forced together again. Co-dependent siblings. Siblings who are facing a tragedy like death. Siblings who have been separated but have made their way back to each other. Siblings who are on the run after killing their abusive parent! ANYTHING! No love interests, just siblings!!
Don’t tell me what to do unless we’re in bed
“Do you have any idea how many people are dead because I wasn’t clever enough, wasn’t quick enough, wasn’t strong enough, wasn’t good enough?”
( allxdifferent )
Alex swallowed thickly as she reminded him once again that her father knew her name. She was his daughter, of course he did…unless he’d been gone before she was even born. Even then he couldn’t imagine it would have been hard to find though. Still, he understood a little of her panic. Their parental situations weren’t the same, he knew, but he did understand the gravity of the situation. This was a big deal, something that was never supposed to happen. If they ever were to meet it should have been Izzy’s choice. This man had no right to be here in her place of work. The more Alex thought about it the more he wanted to go give this guy a piece of his mind, but that needed to be Izzy’s choice too. Besides, it was clear that right now she needed him here, not off fighting battles that shouldn’t have been hers but were.
His eyes widened as she explained to him that she’d changed her name when she was younger. He hadn’t expected it for some reason. He wasn’t sure why, really. Maybe it was that it felt like they were so close that it was easy to go about his day believing that he knew every important thing there was to know about her. It was a stupid belief in hindsight. After all, it wasn’t as if she knew everything about him. Everyone had things they didn’t talk about and someone as reserved as Izzy was anyway couldn’t be the exception to that rule. A lot of what she said resonated with him and his own childhood and once the surprise had passed there was a look of genuine understanding on his face. “You did what you had to do. I get it. You don’t ever have to explain yourself to me.”
And now he understood why she was so upset about her father knowing her name. Her second name. How had he found her? He bent down beside her as she buried her head in her hands and rubbed at her back gently, though he doubted anything could provide her with much comfort right now. He smiled just slightly and shook his head as he continued rubbing soothing circles between her shoulder blades. “I believe you.” He sighed quietly as he pondered how her father might have found out. Maybe he’d hired someone to track her down. He’d tried something along those lines when Izzie had left him. “You don’t owe him anything. You know that right?”
it was strange to tell someone the truth. less strange, when she considered that that someone was alex. but izzy painstakingly kept her private life wrapped in secrecy, a mystery to everyone else. it was better that way, she thought, because there were parts of her past that would make people more likely to judge her and less likely to take her seriously. she had worked hard to earn everything she had now; she didn’t want to lose anyone’s respect or trust because of a questionable childhood she had no control over. but it felt wrong to keep it from alex. not after everything he’d been through and the secrets he’d shared with her. she’d give him every detail, if he asked. he wouldn’t though, because he was the one person she knew would respect her—and her privacy—no matter what.
“ I know. ” she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to remember anything about her biological father. there was nothing and her mom had made sure of that. in hindsight, she knew her mother had been somewhat paranoid. she always worried about people finding them, demanding the money she owed. even though a much younger izzy had thought she’d been a good mother, the woman had been far from perfect. so far from perfect, that now izzy had to wonder if this man was as bad as she’d been told. she was scared but also curious to know more. she just didn’t know which of those emotions was the stronger one. “ but what if he’s just some guy who wants to meet his daughter? ”
izzy couldn’t help but peek at her pager, just to see if she had been paged again. it hadn’t vibrated, but she had to check. when there was nothing to see, she just leaned against alex, nervous and uncertain. barely more than a whisper, she asked, “ what do I do? ”
